You see we prospectors are a dying breed. The world doesn't function around us anymore like it used back in the gold rush. The people who care for you cant understand. What in the world would make you want to risk your life to look for gold? They donít understand the dream, but in the old days everybody understood.
You didnít have to worry about your wife leaving ya or your friends scorning you because you wanted to find the gold. Everyone was doing it. Everyone dreamed of the day when they would be the one to strike it rich.
represent freedom for all, but what does it mean to people today? Iíll tell you, a big house and a nice car. People donít see that itís so much more than just finding the golden score. Itís not seen as a building block for freedom. Itís been twisted and messed up to the point of being stuck on a scratch and win ticket. That is what is left of the prospectorís dream in todayís world. All the people around you donít understand, they canít see the freedom and the hope it brings you when you chase the dream. They just think youíre dreaming, but we know the truth donít we?
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The truth is youíre living and they are the ones that are dreaming. Their search for the big car and the nice house. Ha! Illusions I tell you brought onto their brain less minds by a media machine.
How I wish I could chase after it still, but the fightís over for me lad. Iíve got a bad ticker you see, but you can, canít you son?" he explained eyeing me almost enviously, "there is nothing better than standing high up on a mountain top and gazing down upon the world. It makes you feel like your own man. Free from all prison that the world tries to make of your life.
You see the world doesnít want you to be your own man. If they did, they wouldnít be trying to make you swallow the lie all the time and you know how they do it. Through that little box over there," he said pointing to the television across the room.

"Look at those people over there," he explained pointing to the people staring at the TV. "Theyíre swallowing every word of it and it makes me sick. Our pioneer brothers are rolling in their graves I tell ya. They wouldnít have wanted it this way, this isnít freedom. People today donít know what freedom is. That little box over there tells them that theyíre free, but theyíre not. You see when somebody tells you something enough times youíll start to believe it.
Tell me you wonít give up, tell me you will follow the dream to the ends of the earth. If not for yourself then do it for your pioneer brothers who help create this world and you become one of them. Remember freedom is worth dying for and Iím not talking about dying in a war fighting for some illusionary freedom that your government tells you have. Iím talking the real stuff that comes from the open spaces and when you spent enough time in the mountains youíll no what Iím talking about. It will grab your soul and wonít leave you until the day you die. Itís what pushes all great men and once you see it youíll chase it for the rest of your days

Seekers of gold is dedicated to all the prospectors out there who have searched for the dream and all of those who are still out there searching for it.